Ian Moore - Time Of Dying lyrics

Bloody hand know your way Lay him down, his d**h will pa** Lay him down under your blade Shined and sharp his crimson stain Diamond shards pulse to steel This final breath and gla**y pleas Rest your mind and wash your hands Lay him down in this time of dying A dirty heats, falling dusk And guilty breeze, they know their way In through the door you hear them whine Close your eyes, it soon will pa** Diamond shards pulse to steel This final breath, yeah and gla**y pleas, yeah Rest your mind and wash your hands Lay him down in this time of dying